Dear friend I have heard
life in the shape of animals
it gives life everlasting
till each slave beast dies
sidewalk moves masses
from the sides of the fence
& the real true road has
no obvious destination
wind takes every face
& offers another breath
before all gets kited on
last pent-up feelings
rain (water) the last resort
up on the next long strings
(I don’t know how they do it)
somehow the show-off is
demagnetized at the poles
positive and negative
it's a planetary swing
tomorrows (time is a thing)
seem to come long after the days.
© 2014 Rob Schackne
up on the next long strings
(I don’t know how they do it)
somehow the show-off is
demagnetized at the poles
positive and negative
it's a planetary swing
tomorrows (time is a thing)
seem to come long after the days.
© 2014 Rob Schackne
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